Therefore, the cell bosses' retaliation against their disciples was also tolerated, and there was no guilt of dereliction of duty.

This situation actually happened in the entire Southern Ganbu Continent, and as the hatred caused by the war deepened, whether it was the barbarian army's treatment of immortal cultivator prisoners of war, or the immortal sect's treatment of barbarian prisoners of war, the methods were all amazingly tyrannical. Don't talk about other families, as far as Ning Xiaoxian knows, it often happens inside the hidden current, so this is actually an open secret.

Elder Qiu hurriedly nodded: "After saying it here under my subordinates, I proposed it." I thought this man would be out of breath when he came back. "In fact, there are more than 30 prisoners of war who have been tortured and killed in the past few days," who knows that the man will not be long before he turns back, empty-handed. ”

"My men were not satisfied, and asked him where he had buried his captive. "The second prison can no matter how the people of the Leyin Palace treat the prisoners, but even if they kill the people, the corpses should be sent back for disposal, this is already the bottom limit of the prison party. Otherwise, there will be no corpse to be found, what if there is a disciple to help the prisoner escape?" As a result, this kid actually said, Palace Master...... The palace master suddenly appeared, stopped him from continuing his violence, threw him a token and ordered him to tell the prison authorities, and Zamuhe handed him over to her to take away. ”

Guangde Zhenjun also spoke: "What about this disciple who took Zamuhe to lynch him?"

Elder Qiu smiled bitterly: "Yesterday, he followed in his brother's footsteps and died on the battlefield. ”

Well, the insider has died again. The question now is, why did Zhan Hongxia suddenly become interested in a captive?

Unless, the captive has what she needs.

Ning Xiaoxian asked him: "This disciple was half executed, and the palace master only appeared?"

"Yes. Elder Qiu had already revisited the matter beforehand, and then he said fluently, "Zamuhe is a prisoner of Prison B, which is within the scope of my duties, so after this disciple returned, I personally inquired about it, only to learn that he took Zamuhe to the foot of Prison Mountain, and when he broke two ribs, a wooden sculpture fell from the prisoner's body. It wasn't a very expensive thing, and the carving technique was average, so he looked at it twice and continued to beat people. However, at this time, the palace master came out of nowhere and asked the prisoner to come over. ”

When Ning Xiaoxian heard this, he suddenly interjected: "What about the statue, can the palace master take it with you?"

"This ......," Elder Qiu was stumped, "I didn't ask. ”

Guangde Zhenjun sighed: "It's a pity, if you can get that statue, maybe there are clues to be found." ”

Zhan Hongxia is dead, Zamuhe is missing, and the only clue is this statue, and as a result, it is missing. This investigation is really difficult.

Elder Qiu scratched his scalp: "What is the statue? ”

The eyes of the other people fell on him. Ning Xiaoxian and Ji Yuanrong didn't care, the eyes of the three major gods of Changtian, Guangde, and Daheitian were blazing, and he was sweating profusely, his legs and feet were weak, and he almost fell to sit down.

The gaze of the divine realm is not something that anyone can afford.

"You want to scare people to death?" Ning Xiaoxian scolded, and turned to Elder Qiu, "Don't worry, speak slowly." ”

"Good, good. Guangde Zhenjun and Changtian retracted their gaze, and Elder Qiu raised his hand to wipe his sweat, "Actually, I have also seen the statue in Zamuhe's hand twice. It was a statue of a god, carved out of wood. My men reported to me that no matter how badly wounded Zamuhe was in prison, he would take it out and wipe it every night, place it on a high place, and then bow down and pray. The disciples in the door went to rob him, but he took him back, so he beat him up again, and I saw it with my own eyes when I passed by, so I left an impression. ”

Ji Yuanrong pointed to the pen and ink on the side of the hall: "Draw it." ”

Elder Qiu dipped his pen in ink and began to paint according to the impression left in his heart.

Facts have proved that the level of art has nothing to do with the level of personal cultivation at all. Elder Qiu was also a monk in the early Mahayana period, but the paintings he painted were ...... In this way, Ning Xiaoxian dared to pat his chest and guarantee that his painting was definitely better than him.

Elder Qiu also looked pale when he put down the brush, obviously knowing that this was his weakness. However, when he looked around, he saw Xuantian Niangniang and the three Divine Realm powerhouses with shocked expressions on their faces!

Although Elder Qiu's painting skills were clumsy, he still barely drew the outline of the statue. It was a figure covered in green armor, leaning against an old tree with his hands on his chest. Originally, it looked no different from ordinary brute soldiers, or even ordinary human soldiers, but it stepped on a human head, so it added three points of ferocity.

The most important thing is that this person is wearing a helmet, which covers most of his face, and he is in a posture of hanging his head as if resting, so he doesn't even show his eyes.

There is no doubt that Zamuhe was a devout believer in this man, and he prayed to him every night. These barbarian captives were captured and imprisoned, and they knew that they might not be able to get out alive again. In difficult and desperate situations, people often have to find a strong spiritual sustenance, and it is very common to pray vigorously to the gods they originally believed in.

Yes, only the gods can enjoy the incense of the world and the offerings of believers.

But the image of this god is so special that even Changtian never expected that it would be him!

Guangde Zhenjun muttered: "What he believes in is actually Harayan. ”

This god who is covered in strong armor and does not even show his face is the most mysterious god realm in the outer world, the powerful Hara Nan of the Holy Domain.

In fact, it is not surprising that the barbarians of the Sacred Realm believe in Haluo, after all, he has a god position, but because he has never shown up in the battle on the mainland, the number of believers has decreased sharply, and more than ninety percent of the barbarians captured in the Leyin Palace are believers of several other gods, such as the God King, Tang Nuer, etc. However, the strange thing is that why did Zhan Hongxia take Zamuhe away?

"The palace master clearly recognized this statue, so what she wanted to do was ......" Ning Xiaoxian's eyes flashed, "Find out Kharanan himself?"

Kharanan had already arrived in Nanganbu Continent, but he had not appeared for a long time, which was Changtian's inference all along. Indeed, I'm afraid that even the Heavenly Dao of Nanbu Continent doesn't know his true face, but Zhan Hongxia can!

With the help of her heartstrings and unique magical powers, she is fully capable of tracing the whereabouts of the gods from the will of the believers. Obviously, Zhan Hongxia made up his mind when he saw the little god of Kharanan that fell from Zamuhe's body. The guards patrolling the bamboo forest heard the sound of their heartstrings, probably because Zhan Hongxia was trying to trace the location of the Khara Nan from the bond of faith in Zamuhe.

In fact, empathy, starting from the position of Zhan Hongxia and Le Yin Palace, it is not difficult for Ning Xiaoxian to understand her abacus: